Most of my inspiration is from sadness...When I write, I create a release..I have no intention of causing depression from my poetry, if anything I appreciate the ability to express it.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

This well was dug deep for me.
Drop a coin, make a wish...Look down. 
I see condensation on the stones..
The water can't quite reach the pail I've let go. 

I'd climb down if I was sure,
That all was desired wasn't absurd..
I want to be that girl. 
The one who is wanted and loved like she should. 

Words can be artificial, the meanings can lose their feelings. 
Yet I long for communication.

Assure me. 

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